[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

"His Majesty has ordered that the Dark Forest is fully prepared for battle, and all disabled women and children are immediately moved into the fortress for safety. Besides, all warriors who can hold swords must be treated seriously!"

The dark clouds of war weighed heavily on the hearts of every forest elf, and even the last merry songs seemed to be lost in such vigilant instructions.This is something that has never happened before. Even in the battle of the Last Alliance that brushed against despair 3000 years ago, the fear of war did not envelop the sprawling forest.

And everything that is about to happen may also be something that has never happened in the past - when Fino came in, Thranduil was looking at the white gem ring on the desk, thinking so.

"Shouldn't you be thinking about that ring again?" Fino said bluntly, frowning.

"Full preparations refer to any aspect, Fino." Thranduil looked at his friend squarely and said unhurriedly.

"So you'd better think carefully before you act recklessly, Thranduil, whether you use the status of king to suppress me, or simply punch me, I must say this: you hope that your Legola Did S come back after the war to find his father dying or dead? Do you want him to die of heartbreak when the kid thinks you're everything?"

"I want you to tell him I've been lying to him."

Surprise only flashed in those gray eyes, and then quickly settled.

"Are you regretting, Thranduil? Regretting everything you have kept from him?"

"No, I have never regretted everything I did for him." Thranduil turned slightly, looking at the distant forest outside the window, "It's just that at this moment I need a little hope - as long as he can return safely, nothing will be lost important."

"Back to you safely," Fino corrected, "3000 years ago, I have witnessed the parting of father and son. I don't intend to witness it again, because it is too sad. Regarding the fate of elves after death, The kind of elves who are fortunate to have listened to the teachings of Vala personally have a detailed understanding, but you and I both know that since our ancestors refused to go to the west, Vala's blessing has nothing to do with us, and our elves even have Merian's blessing And protection was lost early. Who can guarantee that we will have a place in the temple of Mandos, who can guarantee that we will be lucky enough to wash away all past sorrows and be born again like the famous Glorfindel ?”

Fino sighed deeply, watching his king and best friend seriously.

"If our loved ones are taken by death, we can't even have a thought of looking forward to it - because we have completely lost the direction of their future destiny."

"You are asking me to stop giving and sacrificing," Thranduil whispered. "If I can do that, how can I call it all that I hold dear?"

"I just advise you to be more restrained." Fino stepped forward and patted his old friend on the shoulder, with a bright smile that hadn't changed on his face, "No one wants to see the person they love sacrifice everything or even die for themselves. Although that is the moving theme that has been sung for thousands of years in the ballad. But none of us want to become the empty note in the ballad, right? There is only one goal we strive for, and that is to live—we all have to live.”

After a long time, Thranduil burst into a faint smile.

"Thank you, Fino."

The Fellowship of the Ring expedition, composed of different races, set off from winter to a darker and colder place, but it was to end the darkness that attempted to obliterate all light.

Frodo was worried all the way, but his servant and friend Sam was always faithful to accompany him.The other two hobbits, Merry and Pippin, who joined by accident, are lively and playful in comparison, adding a lot of laughter to this tiring journey.Whenever there is something uncertain and needs to be discussed by everyone, the voice of Gimli the dwarf can be compared to his snoring in sleep, and while Boromir, the son of the regent of Gondor, respects this companion, his innate pride also forces He fought back without showing any weakness, and Aragorn, who was always taciturn at this time, would mediate and appease the two in time, and the glory of the king hidden in him was revealed at this moment.The wizard Gandalf always watched with a mysterious smile and didn't say a word, while Legolas, as the only elf in the team, was used to listening quietly from the beginning to the end, while letting his distant gaze fall behind.

The beautiful song of the elves will still sound in due time.But his singing is like the rhythm in the wind, his breath is like the swaying of the grass in the forest, his existence will make people forget everything, until the moment of losing him, they will suddenly wake up - like seeing all the beautiful things For the shadow shrouded in general.

Gandalf alone among his companions knew his secret, but as the young elf expected, the wizard did not pay him too much attention, and he was grateful for the respect that came from the silence he had chosen. If there is a way, you will always ensure that you have the ability to shoulder all the responsibilities-until the moment you have to fall.

Elrond's voice still echoed in his ears-"You are now one with the forest, and when it suffers harm and asks for your strength, you can only obey this kind of giving", and he looked at The care and sorrow that belonged to the elders alone when I was myself.Legolas felt sorry for him, because a beautiful love destined to be written into the eternal ballad, no matter what the outcome of the War of the Ring, he would bear the pain of losing his favorite daughter.But he himself is different. When the fate of the future of Middle Earth overlaps with the fate of the forest and his father, at least he can choose to fight for them.

Their final fate all fell to the same place.When Legolas looked back in Mordo's direction, he was as calm inside as he was outside.Since he was bound to the forest, this peace has always been with him, and this invisible bond has become stronger as he gradually moves away.On a night that was too dark to see the stars, he could feel the soothing breath of the forest falling on him without closing his eyes.

To him, the breath of the forest is the breath of his father.

My steps go far away, but my heart stays where it is.

Since their king personally led troops to destroy a group of powerful orcs, the morale of the warriors of Mirkwood has greatly increased, and their battle songs have followed their steadfast footsteps, extending to the homeland that was once forced to abandon.

"Instead of sitting still and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack." Before setting off, Thranduil said so resolutely while holding the reforged sword.

If the moment of decisive battle has come, he will rush into the shadows without hesitation, face to face with the dark forces that try to take away his love again and again-this time he will never admit defeat.

The severe winter has passed, and the snow covering the forest has melted—but we may not be welcoming spring. When Thranduil rode his horse and stood on a high place overlooking the entire forest, such thoughts were like the sharp sound of a sword drawn, for a long time echoed in my heart.

"What are you worried about, Thranduil?" Fino's voice sounded from behind at the right time.

"Worry about everything we are all worried about, look, Fino," Thranduil stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at their feet, "The ice on the river has melted, and winter is coming to an end."

"Your expression tells me that you don't seem to want to see all this."

"Because what is about to happen may not be what I expected," Thranduil mused, "just because the light after melting ice and snow cannot resist all shadows... and the flames that accompany the shadows."

Fino gasped, and for the first time, fear was undisguised in his usually calm eyes.

"Come on," Thranduil withdrew his worried gaze, and patted his friend on the shoulder, "We need to be prepared to resist such an attack."

"Can we...resist it?" Fino's face was full of worries and doubts.

"I don't know, Fino, at this moment, we can only believe."

That night, Thranduil had that dream again.These days, the same dreams keep visiting at night as he fights against the dark forces to reclaim his former lands.In the dream, he walked on the lost and found land over and over again, listening to the whispers of the long-awaited forest children.And in the end, he always saw the child he loved and cared about standing in front of the forest.

"Ada." He just called out so softly, but there were too many unspeakable emotions in his beautiful eyes, and his figure had never been so thin and thin, and the light like a star was radiating from it, shining brightly At the same time as the entire forest, it also took away his own vitality.

He looked as if he was going to disappear immediately.